Lyrics:
It's hard to be a girl these days;
I'll tell you all the reasons.
Girl gotta look good in every season.
Just ask yourself this, girl, who are you
Hush puppi money
Pour me that henny
Don't mix i want the pure henny
Nothing can keep me from the bag
Call me H money.
The feeling better when you
to praise
Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck tainted brain
But her screams masked laughs at his dumb ass
As he quicker comes, then Third
to praise
Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck tainted brain
But her screams masked laughs at his dumb ass
As he quicker comes, then Third
that she loves me, giving it my all
Because if I give nothing, I'd rather die than say
I was the benefactor, to my trickery
I'm fighting for my inner
Welcome to my world
We keeping it hot as a flame
They can feel the heat from way back
It's a new day I'm not the same
Lost time then I found my way
While you was busy tryin' to fit in
All for that news van clout
I was tryin to stand out
Takin' unplanned routes
Never had my hands out
Work
coming
A new year was upon us this test will blow your trumpets
Beat around the bush but the bat was the crumpet
An eat out at the market would stall all
Under Her Apron
A pretty young girl all in the month of May,
She's gathering rushes just at the break of day,
But before she come home she had bore
to make that mistake
Too much gain
Had to balance both of my lanes
David Blaine
Holding breathe a lot at stake drowning all the pain
How you perform in
we saved Sali and those who believed with him by a mercy from us
And from the disgrace of that day
Indeed, your Lord, He is the All
Dont let the Cherry fall out
I'm so smack
That i'm bout to fall out
I dont think i'm going to work
Yeah i'm bout to call out
Ball out
Its all or nothing
do without
'em the day that I met Tony-
Yo, yo yo yo yo! Back to RUN!
I set up, like
All my recording stuff and my instruments
In my living room
the wind to pickup You'll see me drifting on by
Turn the bass up mix it right with The treble
Burn the herb tonite cuz up goes The level
Yearn to reach new
London Good News And Testimony Bouncing Baby Boy Look How Sweet It Is To Have A Children All My Friends Enjoy With Me For Is Good To Have Children Oh
(Consider your race, your city and state)
(Your third world or US of A)
He placed me right here (Consider your race)
(By God's design
You were placed in time
for the man"
Nothing could stem New York’s
Strange folk-punk tide
In '68 came David Peel on the Lower East Side
He recorded an album on the streets
street is hard
I work for the currency
My knot are all tight
No need for twisting it
Thug till I die
Ain’t nothing changing it
Straight to the bag
Ain’t
it
A bath my pockets take
I'm fuckin' tired of this shit
Every day I fuckin' work
And don't get to spend a chip
Uncle Sammy He get a third... So why
Another day, another dollar
Got to be up next like the ring around the collar
At the height of my success
I'm God blessed by the Father
Taking stress
that you're not here at all
I listen to my spirit call
Get moving cause you here to stall
My dream is not gone wait all day
I dip and you want me to stay
feeling tense, but
It's a brand new day, it's a brand new day
A new day to learn, a new day to love and new day to play
It's a brand new day, it's a brand
Yeah, ladies and gentlemen
I'll like to thank you all for coming out tonight
It's my third album, third tour, third time's a charm
Girl when I
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme
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